When silence arrives I often find myself inspired to act on an intuition or urge that ordinarily I would not follow…or even notice.
But sometimes after I take that leap into the abyss, the “me” rushes back in and it is as if I suddenly find myself in free fall.
This is terrifying for the “me” to wake up and find itself in places it avoided previously.
My job when this happens is to once again ignore the “me” and trust that the process is happening exactly how it is supposed to.
Even if things turn out in a fashion the “me” does not find preferable, I still must have faith that the universe is taking care of all the details and that everything is OK just as it is.